Chương 1793: A Unified Front, My Lonely Path (3)

"Smack!"

A saber beam slashed down, shattering the ground beneath him.

He Yangsun gripped his longsword with a fierce expression, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent.

"Senior Brother, should we kill him?" He Yangsun looked at the fortifications.

Outside the fortifications, everyone was stunned.

What's going on?

Feng Jiutian, seemingly invincible, couldn't withstand a single blow from their captain.

He Yang, the epitome of excellence, now seemed to defer to their captain.

This script doesn't seem right…

"He Yang, I'm giving Senior Brother face." Feng Jiutian snorted and turned to look at the fortifications.

"Senior Brother, what did I do wrong? Tell me clearly.

"Even if I die, I want to die in peace."

His words were very straightforward.

However, these words confused everyone outside the fortifications.